Black Cows and the World’s Greatest Rock

All they taught me, I’ve nearly forgotten in my pocketLove me if you must, because once I was sure I knew everything Yet now with age, I know at least enough to see it isn’t so.We both stood in a crick which cried much bigger than both of us-- for you and for me and the short years we might have togetherIn this valley is everything which I still don’t know but surely need.